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Mengyaju is the most famous elegant place in Huolie island.

All the women here are good at singing and dancing, and most of them are martial artists with accomplishments. They have a temperament that ordinary people can't match.

Today's dream elegant residence is even more lively. Almost all the dandies in the major forces are here.

Today, it's time to select the dream elegant residence Huakui.

Around the central platform are a large number of cheering people, and upstairs, there are private rooms.

On the high platform, a woman in a long blue skirt moved her steps lightly and stepped onto the high platform. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers under the platform.

The woman played a Pipa on the stage, and the music was very beautiful. At this time, three waiters in black were holding a mahogany box with the woman's name engraved on it. Someone who supported the woman put jade coins or yuan stones into it.

This is to choose Huakui. The women who fight for Huakui are determined by who gets more money.

At the end of the song, the woman bowed back with her lute in her arms.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in red came on the stage and said, "ladies and gentlemen, the last person who is competing for the first prize in Huakui today is our shadow girl!"

"Shadow, shadow!"

After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, the people under the stage began to shout. The voice of the woman named jueying was very high.

Not out of date, the red cloth at the back of the platform is opened, and a woman's Lotus steps are gently moved to the stage. This woman, aged in 28 years, has a delicate face, long hair and tail hanging at the waist. She is wearing a tight black Qipao, with round breasts and buttocks, a slender neck, snow-white slender legs and a black Qipao, which perfectly outlines the woman's figure.

The snow-white skin is more and more charming against the black cheongsam with purple roses.

This woman's face can't be said to be beautiful, but her aloof and cool temperament is not comparable to those women just now.

"Shadow, shadow!"

The young boys under the stage were crazy when they saw this woman. Some even put their hands under their robes and began to exercise.

Shit! Brother, tough!

This woman has come to dream of elegant residence for less than a month, but her reputation is in the major fireworks and willow alleys of Xiangbian. This woman has a strong rule. If the younger generation under 50 can beat her in martial arts competition, they can sleep with her.

In the past month, the wolf friends in Donghuo city have come to challenge one after another. Unfortunately, no young man can beat this woman.

And this woman also showed her cultivation, impressively in the smart state!

Even Feng Ping, the prince of the family, and Wei Lang, the young leader of huoyun sect, were defeated by this woman one after another.

Today, this woman even participated in the selection of Huakui. There is always a rule in the selection of Huakui. The biggest supporter of Huakui can have a spring night with him.

As soon as she came to the stage, she didn't have the talent performance of the other contestants. Instead, she glanced at the audience with her indifferent eyes, and then her hand rose.

Shua!

A white light shot out, and a three inch long Throwing Knife shot at the top of a young man's head. A flying moth on the top of the young man's head was shot and nailed to the red pillar at the back.

Everyone took a breath, and then there was a frenzy.

"Shadow, shadow!"

The woman then stood on the stage, no words, then three waiters holding the box down, as a result, almost all the young CHILDES are crazy to put the money bag with their own name into the box.

Soon, three boxes were filled.

At this time, a voice came from the private room upstairs.

"I sealed the peace and helped the shadow girl with 100000 yuan, showing my heart"

"wow..."

"100000 yuan! Feng Ping, one of the two protagonists in this competition, finally made a move! "

"Yes, half a month ago, Feng Ping was defeated by Jue Ying in her sixty moves. He once said that anyone who dares to move Jue Ying is the enemy of Feng Ping. Now that Jue Ying is competing for the first place, he will naturally strive for the best."

In the private room, a young man with black robes and red hair spoke out. This man is Feng Ping.

"Ha ha, 100000 yuan, Feng Ping, you are too stingy. Ying'er, if you want to win, I'll give you a hand. I'll give you 300000 yuan!"

In another private room, a handsome young man in a red robe sneered.

Huoyunzong, Weilang.

"Well, Wei Lang, did you call Ying'er? You're just the loser of the girl. I'll give you 500000 yuan to help her "

Feng Ping snorted coldly.

"Me? You're not the loser, Yinger. I'll pay 800000! "

Wei Lang sneers at each other with his lips and teeth.

"800000, hum, miss jueying, I'll pay a million!"

Both of them have been defeated by Jue Ying. Both of them regard Jue Ying as their own woman. If they let others sleep, it's not about money, it's about face.

The others were silent, and the other women who were fighting for the title of Huakui cast envious eyes on Jue Ying. Their colorful head was less than one tenth of that of Jue Ying.However, they are smart and powerful. That's the point that they are pressed hard.

A turn of the fight to spend money jealousy, this color head, even as high as two million!

When Wei Lang roared out two million yuan, Feng Ping finally lost his temper and finally had to sit down reluctantly. There was no way. He had no money.

He can't compare with Wei lang. Feng Ping is the eldest son of a great master of martial arts, while Wei Lang is the son of the patriarch. He doesn't use as much money as Wei Lang, and huoyun sect is stronger than Feng family.

This time, Huakui was naturally a shadow, and Wei Lang, as the biggest flower protector of Huakui, naturally had the chance to have a spring night.

"Ha ha ha Feng Ping, fight with me, you are still a little short "

after Huakui selection.

Wei Lang put one hand around her waist and sneered at Feng Ping. Then, in Feng Ping's eyes, he took her and left mengyaju.

"Damn, Wei Lang, I'm not finished with you!"

Feng Ping's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he said something to a man who was also wearing black robes.

The red robed man nodded, then stepped down and left.

at night, the stars and the moon gather, the soft moonlight scatters on the earth, and the sea is pale with silver.

In the attic of a villa near the sea, a beautiful woman in black cheongsam is sitting on the red couch, complaining.

Creak!

The door of the room was opened, and a young man in a red robe came into the room, looking at the beautiful woman in black sitting in front of the bed with fiery eyes.

Wei Lang walks slowly to Jue Ying, and then reaches out his hand to touch her delicate cheek, with an obsessed look in his eyes.

"Ying'er, do you know that since you defeated me that day, you have been in my heart all the time. I can't help thinking of you when I eat, sleep, and even practice. Now, I can finally get you"

Wei Lang takes off his outer robe, and then jumps on it.

Shua!

But then a cold light came from behind him